Percival gestured reassuringly for Vivienne to walk in.

Griffin didn’t give a damn, shot Audrey a glowering look, and shoved open the door to let Vivienne in, “Grandpa’s in your hands now, Vivienne.”

Vivienne stumbled a bit from the push. Thankfully, her footing was solid, or she might have ended up face-first on the floor.

Talk about unexpected. No wonder she caught Leopold’s eye. Both of them had a way of taking you by surprise.

Meanwhile, Kala was holed up at home.

When Darren got back from wrapping up some work outside, he walked in to find her chilling and watching TV, “Kala, you alright? All that online drama sorted out?”

Kala popped a potato chip into her mouth, “Not even close.”

“So, you’re just… chilling?”

How could she be so laid-back?

Ronald came out of the kitchen with a fruit bowl in his hands. “Don’t mind her. She’s been like this since she got back from the studio. Vivienne called earlier. The agency’s taking over the whole mess, told her to take a few days off. Kala’s over the moon.”

“Well, she’s happy, at least.”

Darren was exasperated. “The agency’s swamped. Ramona came prepared; high-def videos are all over the net, and the trolls are practically crashing the platforms with their venom.”

As he spoke, he couldn’t even understand. “I’m baffled, really. What’s your beef with Ramona that she’d set up such a scheme to target you?”

“She’s not after me.” Kala finally tore her gaze away from the screen. “She’s trying to drive a wedge between me and Vivienne, though I can’t fathom her endgame.”

“But she’s a lousy actress,” Kala spread her hands dismissively, “I’m not falling for such a cheap trick.”

I thought you were gonna

witnessed the confrontation. but he had seen more than enough

in the biz first thought she had some kind of backing,

on her was neat and tidy: parents were just regular company

about her. Her sudden rise to fame in the cutthroat entertainment industry was baffling, not just to others but

after hearing Darren’s take. “Seems like

the groundwork for a while now. Probably tied to that organization, the

Kala

to talk to Ronald, they kept their

it and was largely in the dark about what Vivienne and

“Vivienne’s been out of

Revealing anything might blow his past involvement with

loose lips, he switched off the TV and ushered Kala to stand, “It’s nothing. What

Meanwhile, at CK Penitentiary.

identical to any ordinary cell, there was a bed, a desk, and even a coffee table set with coffee paraphernalia, indistinguishable from those

should have been resting in an unmarked grave, was

him when he was alive, his face always wearing a faint,

eyes weren’t focused at all. They were cold, empty, devoid of any emotion, much like a

androids developed by Ronald, capable of mimicking

due to Leopold’s morbid

having a decoy might draw out the remnants of

at this point, no one from GTO would risk their

laughed at his fanciful thinking, saying he was

surprisingly, didn’t object. After all, it was just an android following commands. And CK wasn’t really of any strategic value; it was just

a series of unfortunate events remained there, with

was a

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